The crisp autumn air clung to the luminite’s pelt, sending a shiver down the poor thing’s spine. Leaves crunched beneath their paws, nose twitching to catch all of the curious scents of fall. Usually, when Zora wandered the woods, they were foraging and exploring with no particular goal. It wasn’t uncommon to see them aimlessly meandering about, following a falling leaf on the breeze or eyeing a colorful lizard on the forest floor. Today, however, Zora ste...